Date: Fri, 27 Nov 1998 04:01:50 -0600
From: jd
Subject: David and Jimmy
My first gay experience, true, and involved urination.
I have more intense ones, this was the first between us, there were more,
lots more.... and more intense.
Peace,
jd
I remeber my first time, I was at my friend David's house, his parent's
as usual weren't home (his dad was a fireman, his mom worked full-time). I
was 12, David was 10 1/2.
We had raided his frig and were drinking a lot of soda, and playing
monopoly at his kitchen table. I had to pee bad, but held it because I had
a problem with being "pee-shy" in front of other people, especially at
another person's house. We continued to play, and drink soda, I had to pee
bad! I finally decided I had to piss, excused myself and went into his
corner bathroom. I locked the door and approached his toilet, unzipping and
pulling my penis out. I stood and stared, but could not pee.
Out of desperation, I pulled my pants down arond my knees, knealt
befor the toilet and flushed it. I felt a strong urge to pee and squirted a
shot of pee, but that was it. The toilet cycled, and I flushed again. This
time, my body released and I shot a strong stream of pee and emptied my
bladder.
His bathroom had two doors. I had gone out of my way to lock the one, but
the other wouldn't lock. As I finished and wiped my penis off with toilet
paper (like a girl), I looked up and noticed the other door was "cocked"
ever so slightly open. I turned bright red, thinking someone had watched me
in my "pee-shyness", but when I got up and puled my pants up, I went to the
door and pushed it open and saw no one. I returned to the his kitchen and
found David waitng for me at the table.
I breathed a sigh of relief that my secret was still safe. He didn't
know I couldn't pee in front of another boy!....Then he said, almost on cue,
"I gotta piss like a racehorse". He left the table and went into the
bathroom, and as I sat and listenened, I heard him pissing loud and clear
from the same bathroom I had just left. I heard him drain his bladder,
including the last squirts, before he flushed. And, yes I heard the
flush. I turned red, with the sudden realisation he had heard my flushes
also, and then the possibility he had been watching me in my shyness.
He returned and we continued to play our game. My penis was sitff. I
couln't take my mind off the picture of him peeeing. He poured me and
himself another large glass of soda. He guzzled his, and seeing that I did
to.
We continued to play monopoly, and he continued to pour us a lot of
soda. My parents never gave me soda, so I guzzled it as he continued to
pour it, as he did. We laughed and played, until we both got bored.
We went into his room to play with his GiJoe collection. I had to piss
bad!. I was ready to burst, and figured this was the time to go.
Next thing I knew, I was kneeling over his parents toilet, flushing it
twice until I let go of my bladder, with my pants aound my knees, when I
hear David's voice. "Jimmy, clamp your weiner!!". I looked up and turned
bright red, but my hand went to my penis and clamped my flow. David
approached the toilet, pulled his pants and underwear around his knees, and
proceeded to pee as as I watched.. He then clamped his penis between this
thumb and finger to stop his flow.
He then annouced "Let's swordfight!".
I stood-up, still holding my penis "clamped", and faced him. My penis
felt weird as I held pressure on it and stood up to face him. I started to
noticed I was getting hard. I looked over at David, and he he had a full
erection. He let go and said "let's sword-fight". I let go also, and we
stood there two pre-pubescent boys swording-fighting with our pee-streams
with hard wieners.
He shouted "On guard" and pissed at me, and I realised and fought him,
pee stream to pee stream. We were both laughing and pissing and then... we
both let the last squirts into he toilet....
David then announced "On guard!" I turned totally red but
couldn't help but stare at his erect (but hairless) penis coming at me. He
had his pants around his ankles, as I did, and he flicked his hips so
his penis slapped mine. He continued to approach me and my head swam. My
penis grew fully erect, as I felt his plunge against mine. I knew it was
wrong, but my weiner throbbed with his every touch to me. I gave in, and
thrust back. He pushed against me and I lost my balance backward, and fell
down with my pants around my ankles to the ground in his parents
bathroom. He yelled "I win" as he jumped on top of me and rubbed his hard
weiner against mine. I protested, but not really, since that was what I
truly wanted. We layed on the bathroom floor rubbing our hairless weiners
together for about an hour.
We were both satisfied after that day, but for that day only, as
the fact was David called me up the next day and asked if I wanted to come
over. (I knew his parents weren't home)
Peeing with David (continued)
The next day, David called me up and invited me over to his house. He told
me he had gone shopping with his mom, and he had alot of soda, orange and
root beer. I said ok, I loved soda, but in the back of my mind I remembered
peeing with him the day before.
We sat at his kitchen table mixing orange soda and root beer and guzzling
our concoctions. I intentionally hadn't peed before I went over to his
house, so I would have enough pressure to pee if I had to, and I had also
drank 2 big glasses of water before I went over. About a half hour passed
and I had to pee bad. I still felt really "pee shy"..... I couldn't bring
myself to commit to getting up and going to the bathroom. My plan had
backfired on myself, and my mind started to race with trying to come up
with an excuse so I could leave to go home to pee.
"My sister can't pee unless she runs the faucet while she does it."
`What?' suddenly I was totally confused, did David know my secret?....I
knew that he was talking about what we had done the day before. I blushed,
and before I could say anything, he stated, "Why don't you go into the
bathroom, run the faucet and get your peeing started, then we can pee
together again?." I didn't say anything, I just got up and headed for the
bathroom, that's how bad I had to pee, and besides, my heart was racing - I
was going to do what I knew I had gone over to his house for.
I remember staring at his sink, the water blasting out the faucet and
pushing as hard as I could to pee. I pushed and pushed and couldn't go. I
knew if I could only get started, there was no problem keeping going.
Minutes passed and all that came out was a couple of drops. Suddenly the
door opened (David had popped the lock with a toothpick), he smiled at me
and said , "kneel in front of the toilet and flush to get started, I can't
hold it much longer!". He closed the door, I pulled my pants and underwear
around my ankles, knelt and started to flush. The sounds of the faucet
blasting and the flushing sent a chill down my spine ... I lost control of
my bladder and a strong stream of piss shot out of my penis. I clamped it
and constricted my bladder muscles. I let go and shot a shot of piss, then
stopped. I pulled up my pants, opened the door and there stood David.
"Ready?", I nodded yes. He came into the bathroom and shut the
door. "Let's play pee boys" he said, "let me show you." He told me to
stand in front of the toilet and then grabbed the zipper on my jeans and
pulled it down. He slid his hand through my jeans and into the flap in my
briefs, grabbed my penis and pulled it out. He held it like I held it when
I peed, except he pinched it between his thumb and forefinger. "Let go,
I'll hold it for you", "What" was all I could say... "You know, let go of
your pee like yesterday"....I knew exactly what he meant and couldn't stop
at that point anyway... I released my bladder as he held my penis clamped
tight.
I squirmed and started to grunt as the pressure built up. "Ah, ah, ah,
ow ow, ow" I stammered as the pressure built up... I was almost bent over
from the back pressure when he released, a quick "Ah" came out of my mouth,
but only for a second as he had instantly clamped again. This time he held
firmly and watched as I grunted and squirmed. He had complete control of me
and wouldn't release my penis. My hips were bucking back and forth. I
couldn't control myself.... I was grunting and swaying as he watched. I had
a giddy feeling like I going to pass out.......pee started to shoot out of
my penis in little side sprays, he could no long hold the pressure
back. Then he released released, clamped, released, clamped, released,
clamped, over and over as he watched me buck and grunt. Finally,
mercifully, I squirted the last drops of pee from my bladder. I was
done...he shook my wiener to get rid of the last few drops of pee and let
go. I grabbed it to put it back in pants, but he told me to let him
finish. I stood there with my penis hanging out and could only say "OK".
I was still trying to catch my breath, and also trying to hold back an
erection. He grabbed a piece of toilet paper and said "Now I'll wipe
you". He grabbed my penis around the base and slid his fingers up my shaft
to milk the pee out. I leaned forward as he squeezed my penis head between
his thumb and forefinger to push out the last few drops of pee. He wiped my
penis head with his other hand, and then did it again. At that point I was
fully, uncontrollably stiff. He grabbed my penis to put it back in my
pants, but couldn't seem to bend it right to get it through the hole in my
jeans. At that point, he slid his hand through my waistband and into my
underwear, grabbed the base of my penis and pulled it into my underwear,
turning it to the side so it fit. He then zipped up my pants and
proclaimed... "Now you know how to play pee-boys...do it to me".
I was still breathing heavy, but determined to touch his penis , (Mine
was throbbing in my underwear). He moved over and stood straight in front
of the toilet. I unzipped his pants, reached in, threaded my fingers into
his underwear and grabbed his penis. My heart was pounding. I had David's
penis in my hands....My wiener was throbbing....it was stiff...my heart was
beating out of control. With a yank, I pulled it out. I pinched it hard
between my fingers and told him "Ready!".
I could feel the pressure build in his wiener as I kept a firm grip on
it. He began to breathe heavier and grunt slightly. As I watched,
determined to do to him what he had done to me, he started to get more and
more animated. He would gasp air and release over and over, he was unable
to speak, all that came out of his mouth was "Ah,ah,ah,ah" and gasps of
air. His hips were dancing, but I held his wiener tight. The "ah,ah,ah's"
got louder and louder, but I held him tight. When a side shot of pee shot
of his weenie, I took my other hand and pinched his penis head tight. He
was now bucking his hips as I held him and grunting and gasping loudly. He
fell down to his knees and still I held. He was wiggling, writhing as I
held him, and groaning louder and louder "Ahh, ahhhh, ahhhhhh,
ahhhhhhhh,....Jimmy...Jimmy...". At that point, even with both hands
clamping his penis tightly, side-shooters of pee squirted out of his
penis. I released then instantly clamped again like he had done to me. A
blast of pee shot out of him, his head snapped back and his hips shot
forward. He was gasping for air and couldn't talk.
I released and clamped pressure on his wiener over and over, like he had
done to me, waiting first until the pressure of his bladder built up, then
watched him buck and moan as I let him spray. Finally the pressure subsided
and he shot his last squirts of pee into the toilet. I shook his weenie to
get rid of the last drops. I continued to shake it, while he was kneeling
facing the toilet, wondering if it would get his weenie hard like my
had...and it did. It almost instantly jumped to life and I found myself
with another boy's hard wiener in my hand for the first time in my life. I
was nervous, but determined. I grabbed a piece of toilet paper and said,
"Now let me wipe you.".
I grabbed his stiff wiener and milked it while he grunted. Difference
was, I grabbed him with one hand while I roughly wiped his penis head with
the other. The second time around, I made of point squeezing his penis with
one hand and wiping the "V" on the underside of his penis with the toilet
paper roughly...the more he squirmed, the harder I wiped. Finally, I threw
the toilet paper into the toilet, slid my hand between his waistband and
his underwear and pulled his "stiffie" into his pants. I zipped his jeans
up and he for a change was silent. We left the bathroom and I noticed he
was bright red.
We sat down at the kitchen table and I felt very uncomfortable. He
remained silent. I didn't know what to do and started again to try to think
of reasons to leave.
Suddenly, he got up and left the room. I sat for a minute or so and was
about to get up and leave when I heard a very weak voice say "Jimmy". I
answered "Huh?". "Come into my room". I got up and walked to his room. I
opened the door. The curtains were closed, but in the semi-darkness, I made
out David's face. He was laying in bed under the covers, with only his face
popping out. I asked, " What are you doing?".
He didn't answer, instead he pulled the covers back....he was
nude..... He rolled over and sat on the edge of the bed... I watched and
only remember his hard hairless wiener spinning from flat, then bobbing up
and down pointing at me as he sat on the edge of the bed. My penis was
throbbing in my underwear. I stared at his and saw it throbbed (twitched?)
up then down.
He got up, and without saying anything came over to me and grabbed the
corners of my T-shirt. With one motion he pulled it off. I was ready to
protest, but I couldn't take my eyes off of his hard wiener flopping around
as he stood before me. He undid my pants and pulled them down, gently
rotating me and guiding me to sit down on the bed. I sat on the bed and he
guided my legs up and pulled my pants off. His weenie was bobbing up and
down, I stared at it and let him continue....I wanted it to happen. I lay
back on the bed and he grabbed my underwear and pulled them down. My hard
wiener popped out, he pulled my briefs off.... I was nude in front of
another nude boy!!!
He mumbled something... I said "What?"...he was hoarse....he choked out,
"get under the covers". I swung my legs around and pulled his blanket over
my nude body. He then pulled up the corner and slid into bed with me. He
rolled his hips to face me. Instinctually, I did the same.....in doing so
our penises made contact. We both let out an "Ah".... His hand awkwardly
shot over and punched me in the balls...I lay back moaning until he slid
his hand up and fondled my penis. He kneaded my wiener between his fingers,
rubbed my "v" , my shaft and my balls. I lay back and let him play with me.
My hard wiener was throbbing as he fondled it,....I felt really
good...but...I had to touch his, too. I reached over and my hand made
contact with his wiener. It was very warm, and his was throbbing like mine
was. I stroked it gently and watched as he rolled towards me. I touched the
"V" in his weenie head and noticed him flinch and moan.
"Does this feel good?" he asked as I lay squirming while he rubbed my
"V" again and again. I moaned "yes". "It's really sensitive on my weenie,
too", he answered. Next thing I knew, he pushed my hand off of his penis
and grabbed both of our penis heads in his hand and squeezed and rotated
our "V's" against each others. I lay back and let him have his way with
me. He told me to roll over and lay on back, and I did. He got on top of me
and slowly lowered his penis and rubbed it against mine, then did it again
and again. We both moaned a lot.... He lowered his wiener down and pushed
against me ... I pushed back... He jammed his balls against mine...I pushed
back.
After almost 20-25 minutes, he said his parents would be home soon and
we had to quit. I said "OK" and got up and dressed while he watched
me. Then he got up and turned the lights on and walked over to me. His
penis was "twitching"-up and down, up and down.
He got dressed while I watched, and we went into his kitchen. I said
"Good-bye", "See you later", he answered, "I hope so" as he slid his hand
into my pants and pinched my wiener head. I said "UH", and said...."Call
me."
Peeing with David (part 3)
I had turned 13 and David was about 11 1/2. I hadn't seen him in about 6
months, intentionally on my part, I guess, because of heavy guilt feelings
over what we did when we were together. We were in different grades, didn't
see each other much and drifted apart. The school year had ended. It was
around the middle of May. We ran into one another once in awhile, but I
gave him the cold shoulder and didn't talk to him much. I played alot of
basketball, and sports with my regular friends. He hated sports, and didn't
hang with us.
This all changed suddenly when my Mom announced we were going to a
picnic the following Sunday at Green Lake with his family. My mom and his
were good friends, and had been for years. I tried to hold back a blush as
thoughts of David and me ran through my mind. The rest of the night, and
the week, images of his bobbing hard weenie and mine together raced through
my mine. I tried not to relive them, but as I lay trying to fall asleep, I
fantasized about us...especially the intense experience of him clamping my
penis as I stood befor the toilet wanting to pee, but couldn't because he
held my peehole shut. I lay and petted my stiff wiener under the covers,
remembering how it felt .. the pain/pleasure ..... anyway:
Sunday arrived and the picnic was on. All I can say is as we got ready
for the hour drive to Green Lake, is ... I chugged 3 glasses of water
before we left. All the feelings I had tried to suppress were stronger than
ever in my mind. As the car trip went on, I started to have to pee. The
bumps and turns started to make me feel pain. I held firmly. By the time we
pulled into the park, I was ready to wet my pants. I still held.
Our families met, I said "Hi" to David. He nodded back, then said "Wanna
go swimming?". I answered yes and headed towards the changing room with
him. We stripped and put our bathing trunks on. I looked at his penis as he
changed and saw it limp. Mine was too, I had to pee so bad, there was no
other choice. What I didn't realize at the time was that he had to piss bad
also.
We ran down the beach and into the water. We swam out to where the water
was deeper. The water at Green Lake was always very warm. My bladder was
pulsing, the warm water made my hips flinch. I tried to hold it, but my
body squirmed faster. I looked at David, and saw he was kind of "dancing"
also. At that point, I couldn't hold it any longer, and said I would be
right back. "Do you have to go pee?" he asked to my surprise. My heart
jumped a beat as I turned and said, "Yeah, real bad". "So do I, I haven't
peed all day, not even when I got up this morning,", then "follow me."
He headed towards shore, and I followed. He went to Green Lake a lot with
his family and knew the landscape very well. He headed into the woods, down
a path. Further and further into the woods he went, then he disappeared. I
looked around and felt desperation.. I couldn't hold my pee any longer and
was about to wet myself. "Jimmy!!!"...I turned around and his head poked
out of a hidden opening. I followed him into the brush to rough little
path. We walked down a hill, around a corner, into a small clearing.
"I gotta pee dance" he announced, then pulled his swim trunks off and
danced while I watched him. He stopped, squatted and pushed his hips toward
me. He grabbed his penis and pointed it at me, let go and arced a intense
stream of pee at me. I was standing about six feet from him, it blasted me
in my Adam's apple, then down my chest. He reached and clamped. I was
laughing, and strangely excited. I immediately pulled off my trunks and
kicked them aside. I grabbed my wiener ,aimed at his face and let go with
an intense force of pee. My aim was dead on, he got it square in the
face. I quick clamped.
He arced another stream blasting my hair and faceI returned fire,
working my way from his face to his penis and balls, then clamped. After
round one was over, picture two young boys holding their penises (still
having to pee bad) standing facing each other, laughing, with their
hairless bodies dripping with pee.
He walked to within a foot of me and aimed directly at my privates. He
let go and blasted my penis and balls with pee. I watched him clamp-off,
then returned the favor.
He grabbed my shoulders and guided me to the ground. I spread my legs
and bent my knees as he hovered over me. He moved in, his wiener bobbing at
me, and let a stream go. He it hit me square in the face, the he grabbed
his weenie clamped, then aimed at my privates and blasted me.
I took aim and let go blasting his hand held weenie, his stomach, then
held and released hitting him in the face and hair. He turned his head, but
I soaked his head, then clamped.
We were both at this point erect.
He suddenly grabbed my penis and clamped it. He squatted over me and
maneuvered his hips until our penis's touched. He squeezed our penis head's
together, then shot a stream of pee out. He released his grip on my penis
and I peed until I regained control of my bladder muscle. He gently held
our penis heads together. He squeezed our penis heads , then I felt him
piss a stream and stop. I did the same. I laid with one of my legs pointed
straight up, the other under his. Again, I felt him squirt, then hold. I
did the same. Then he let go of my weenie, laid on top of me and just let
go and pissed, and so did I . He was grunting with relief as he emptied his
still full bladder on me, and so did I. I remember the warmth of urine
blasting up my stomach, and being able to feel his penis peeing through our
contact.
We lay rubbing our pre-pubescent erections against each other after we
both were done. We got up, and David said, "Wow, look at the wet spot." It
was 3 foot in diameter at least. I laughed.
I was so hard, my penis ached and throbbed up and down. I looked at
David and his penis was bobbing up and down also. We put our swim trunks on
and ran back to the water to wash. We dove in and swam out to the deeper
area.
David commented on how he couldn't believe how warm pee felt, I just
nodded and said something stupid like, "It felt good to pee on you".
As we stood there, neck deep in water, he reached over and pulled my
trunks down, grabbed my penis and played with it. I was fully erect and
when I reached over, so was he. Before long, as all boys know that have
held their urine, we had to pee again. Darkness was falling. I released a
squirt as I concentrated. David immediately commented, as we he held our
penises squeezed together under the water, that he felt me pee. Suddenly,
we heard our parents call us back in. "Wait," David said, and as I stood
their, I felt him start to urinate, through my penis. I let go also, and he
squeezed and released under the water as we both gasped and moaned. "Wow",
David said, and looked me weirdly in the eyes. He stared at me and leaned
over, (still holding our penises together under the water), in the
darkness, gave me a light kiss on the lips.
I tried to ignore it. We made our way back to the shore, grabbed our
towels and dry clothes, and headed to the changing room. Once inside, we
dried off and got dressed. It was late and we were alone. Once dressed,
David led me into the far corner of the dressing room and started to kiss
me. I let go and as he pushed his body against mine, I kissed him back. Our
tongues intertwined. Our pelvises pushed against each other..Our parents
called ..David bent down, unzipped my pants, put my erect penis in his
mouth, sucked hard on it, and said, "Homoboys."
I stood speechless, he stood up, said good-bye and left.
I was shaking as I got in my parents car to drive home. My sisters
sat next to me chatting, but I remained silent.
That night I lay in bed thinking. I knew all the words and cuts about
"Homosexuality", but had never considered myself included. As I stroked my
hard weenie, I could only think about his comment "Homoboys". I knew what
homoboys were, but not what they did to each other. Now I knew, and knew I
was a "homoboy". I fell asleep thinking about his mouth on my penis and how
good it felt, . And how that was what homos did to each otherand I
fantasized about doing it to his penis the next time we were together.